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Chapter 1844 Don’t toast or eat as a penalty.

When Zeng Yong said to pour another twenty cups of "Yijianthroat", not only Sima Mingdeng was shocked, but even Erni, Chang Zijin and others were also shocked!

What's going on? Are we going to fight to the death?

Although Sima Mingdeng suspected that the other party was cheating, he had no evidence!

The waiter glanced at Sima Mingdeng and seeing that he had no intention of objecting, he immediately poured twenty more cups for each of them.

Sima Mingdeng glanced at Zeng Yong's feet again, but found nothing. He narrowed his eyes and sneered, "I didn't expect that I would be wrong. Your tolerance for alcohol is unfathomable! It's amazing!"

Zeng Yong picked up a wine glass from the tray held by the waiter and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you dare to continue?!"

He held the wine glass still, his eyes full of provocation!

Sima Mingdeng was confident that the twenty cups he had just drank were enough to defeat Zeng Yong, but he didn't expect that the other party would have a last-ditch effort!

Sima Mingdeng's mind raced, thinking to himself: This guy suddenly became powerful, could it be that he secretly took some hangover medicine? If that's the case, then my chances of winning are slim!

How about pretending to admit defeat first? Then immediately toast to Lord Cao and move on to the next step?

However, his reputation as an invincible bartender for many years has become an invisible shackle on him, making it difficult for him to admit that he has lost!

Especially when facing someone who can obviously drink less than him and is about to die in his hands, he will never admit defeat!

Moreover, he noticed some subtle reactions from the other party, which were definitely signs of being drunk! No matter how the other party tried to cover it up, he could not hide the fact that he was already at the end of his strength!

Sima Mingdeng smiled, raised a cup calmly and drank it all! Without waiting for Zeng Yong to react, he drank the remaining 19 cups in one breath! Then he looked at Zeng Yong calmly!

Zeng Yong finished the wine in the glass in one gulp. His expression was very subtle. He looked calm and composed, but in Sima Mingdeng's eyes, he was clearly holding back! Sima Mingdeng knew that many people said that drinking this wine was like swallowing charcoal fire, burning their throats and esophagus. Zeng must be about to collapse at this moment. The more people are about to die, the more they pretend to be calm!

Sima Mingdeng smiled sinisterly: "Why bother? Why bother? You clearly can't hold it anymore but you still insist on being strong. You acted so convincingly just now that I was almost scared to death by you! If you can't handle it, then don't drink anymore!"

Zeng Yong then picked up the second cup and said, "A man can't say no!" He tilted his head back and drank the second cup.

Erni looked anxious, "Don't drink! What's the point of trying to be so capable if you can't drink?"

Zeng Yong looked annoyed, "Shut up! Who said I can't drink?" He drank the third cup!

His face was terribly red, his eyes were bloodshot, his body was shaking, and he was about to fall on the chair, which made Erni very nervous! He drank the fourth cup!

Erni turned to look at Feng Jiuxiao, "Master, tell him to stop drinking! He's dying!"

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "What you said is true. How can a man say no? He has no problem!"

La Jiao said: "Oh, it's already this late and you're still trying to save face. No means no, don't drink it!"

Yuan Zishan frowned slightly, "If he drinks any more, he'll get drunk!"

Feng Jiuxiao smiled and said, "It's okay. Wouldn't it be great if I really got drunk? Isn't it our goal tonight to not leave until we are drunk? It's good to be drunk, it's good to be drunk!"

Yuan Zishan looked at Feng Jiuxiao, pondered for a moment, and stopped talking!

Zeng Yong staggered and drank all 20 cups with great effort! Although he seemed to be taking his time to drink, he finally finished them!

The two waiters also showed incredible expressions on their faces!

They had seen many people drinking with Mr. Sima over the years, but they had hardly seen anyone who could hold out for twenty cups without falling! Many people even fell down after less than ten cups!

But this man in black managed to drink forty cups without falling down, which is a miracle!

When Zeng Yong put down the last cup, his eyes seemed a little blurry and his words were a little turbid, "Pour... pour... twenty more cups!"

The corners of Sima Mingdeng's mouth twitched several times in succession!

Are you coming back from Nima?

The forty cups he and Zeng Yong had now had were a completely unplanned increase, and he drank extremely quickly, and the drunkenness was already starting to rise!

He knew that if he drank twenty more cups at this moment, he would definitely be drunk. Not only would he not be able to walk in a straight line, but he would probably lie down!

He observed some subtle behaviors of his opponent and was sure that he was at the end of his strength! He definitely couldn't drink twenty cups! At most, he could drink five more cups!

So Sima Mingdeng signaled the waiter to continue pouring wine!

Zeng Yong picked up the cup and drank, then put it down, picked up the second cup, drank it all, put it down, and picked up the third cup. When he finished the fifth cup, he swayed and almost fell. He steadied himself, stood on the chair and looked at Sima Mingdeng, saying with a smile: "It's time... for you... to drink!"

If this isn't being drunk, then what is this?

Sima Mingdeng grinned and said, "Why do you stop after just five cups? Are you not feeling well? Hehe, do you want to take a chance to give yourself a break? Haha! Watch carefully, today I'll let you see what a real huge drinker is!" He drank twenty cups in one go!

When the last glass was placed on the tray, he let out a long breath of alcohol, his cheeks slightly red, and a sinister smile appeared on his face: "Great! Really great!" Waiting for the other party to admit defeat!

Almost everyone could see that he was drunk!

It would not be easy for anyone to drink twenty glasses of liquor in a row!

The two waiters looked at each other and thought: This is the end, we killed one thousand enemies but injured eight hundred of our own! Even if we knock the other party down with wine, we may not be able to stand firm!

Sima Mingdeng narrowed his eyes and said sinisterly: "If you admit defeat now, you won't feel too bad tomorrow!"

He was confident that he could drink the twenty cups in one go with such great momentum that the opponent would surely be intimidated by his momentum and surrender!

Unexpectedly, Zeng Yong picked up the wine glass and started drinking. Under the gaze of everyone, although his movements were not fast and looked more strenuous than before, he finally finished all fifteen glasses in one gulp!

At this time, the two of them were still calm!

After putting down the last cup, Zeng Yong said with great pride: "Pour another twenty cups!"

what?

Sima Mingdeng was finally shocked!

This is impossible!

Zeng was clearly at the end of his rope, there was no way he could have drunk the remaining fifteen cups! What was going on? What kind of trick was this?

Zeng Yong's face was grim. He looked at the stunned waiter beside him and said in a cold voice, "Pour the wine. Didn't you hear me?"

The waiter was startled and immediately started pouring wine for Zeng Yong!

Zeng Yong said to the waiter beside Sima Mingdeng, "Why don't you pour it for your master? Aren't you afraid that he will hit you with a hammer?"

The waiter was startled and immediately filled Sima Mingdeng's cup with twenty glasses!

Sima Mingdeng actually burped and felt his whole body light, but his mind seemed to be clearer. He knew that he had reached the second stage of drinking. If he reached the third stage, he would not be able to remember the people and events from the previous day after he sobered up the next day. Drinking buddies usually call this phenomenon "interruption"!

Zeng Yong pressed on, "Mr. Sima, why don't you drink anymore? If you want to admit defeat, hurry up now, as you have other things to do later!" He suddenly seemed not to be drunk anymore!

Looking at Zeng Yong's sinister face, his drunkenness was obviously reduced a lot. Sima Mingdeng was puzzled at this time. What on earth did this kid do to reduce his drunkenness!

He looked at the chair under Zeng Yong's feet. There was nothing unusual, and there were no traces of wine stains on the ground. According to common sense, this person did not secretly excrete the wine!

But if he hadn't excreted it, after drinking so much, he wouldn't be able to maintain his current state! If it were someone else, he would have collapsed long ago!

Zeng Yong's face darkened, "Mr. Sima! You neither want to drink nor admit defeat. Is it fun to delay time here?"

Sima Mingdeng was already holding a grudge, and now being scolded in public by Zeng Yong, his fury completely exploded, "Who said I won't drink? Let's drink at the same time. Whoever drinks slower this time loses, how about that?" The reason why he proposed a speed contest was because he saw Zeng Yong's painful expression when he drank. Every sip was like swallowing a razor blade, his face was distorted and in great pain, so he drank particularly slowly, so he seized on this point to make a fuss!

Zeng Yong seemed to have a big tongue and said incoherently: "Okay! Who will be the referee and who will say start?"

Sima Mingdeng grinned and said, "Everyone in this room is the referee, isn't that enough? As for who will start the call," he took out a silver ingot from his arms and weighed it, "In ancient times, people would smash a cup as a signal, today I will smash a silver ingot as a signal! When the silver hits the ground, you and I will start drinking! How do you think?"

Zeng Yong raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay!"

Sima Mingdeng threw the silver up, and everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the silver ingot!

The silver flew high up, its speed gradually slowed down until it hovered, and then began to fall in an instant!

Zeng Yong and Sima Mingdeng seemed very nervous. They were both like ferocious beasts lurking in the jungle, waiting for an opportunity to hunt prey, ready to pounce at any time!

Erni was more nervous than Zeng Yong and even forgot to breathe!

With a ding, the silver fell to the ground!

Zeng Yong grabbed a wine glass like lightning!

At the same time, Sima Mingdeng flicked his right sleeve, and the waiter's tray flew up immediately. When it flew to chest level, he flicked his index finger under the tray, and the wine in the twenty glasses instantly shot out like twenty water arrows! He opened his mouth wide, and with the strong wind, he sucked all the twenty water arrows into his mouth like a whale sucking water!

Zeng Yong still had the glass of wine in his hand. He seemed to have been shocked by the opponent's move just now, and stood there in a trance!

Pang Shiwu shouted, "Oh! What a pity!" with a look of regret on his face!

Big Wolf frowned, "No way? He can think of this trick, but Brother Zeng didn't think of it?"

Sima Mingdeng laughed loudly, and then said with a haughty face: "You are too young to challenge me!" After saying that, he felt his stomach churning, the smell of alcohol rising, and a sour water was about to burst out. He was secretly shocked: Oh no, I drank too fast to compete with him, and I feel sick! He had finally suppressed the other party's arrogance, and he thought, would he allow himself to make a fool of himself in public?

He immediately held his breath to suppress the rising acid!

But he knew that short-term suppression was okay, but persisting for too long could cause serious damage to his stomach!

His master once taught him medical skills!

He knew that vomiting itself is a self-protection function of human beings, which mainly protects the stomach!

There is a cardia between the stomach and the esophagus to prevent gastric acid from reflux. Here is the contradiction. Vomiting is bound to be mixed with gastric acid, which will inevitably damage the esophagus.

You can forcefully suppress vomiting, which is against nature! Forcing the vomited food into the stomach is very harmful to the stomach!

Zeng Yong actually jumped off the chair at this time, sat back in his original seat, and said calmly: "You win!"

The two waiters and the maid exchanged glances, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, and saw in each other's eyes the thought "It's over, we've been fooled!"

Sima Mingdeng also jumped off the chair and prepared to get a cup of tea. At this moment, his stomach felt like a ball of fire burning! It was an unbearable burning pain!

Before he could speak, Feng Jiuxiao said, "Congratulations to Mr. Sima for his great victory! Come, I'll toast to Mr. Sima! I'll drink first as a sign of respect!"

Sima Mingdeng was looking for a teacup. He was closest to Chang Zijin, so he wanted to take her teacup. However, just as he was about to reach out his hand, Chang Zijin had already taken the teacup and took a sip!

Sima Mingdeng closed his lips tightly. Although he was angry, he thought it was just a coincidence and didn't care. He reached out to take Yuan Zishan's teacup, but just as he was about to reach out his hand, the teacup had already been taken by Yuan Zishan. She didn't drink the tea, but turned it around in her hand and played with it!

It’s so uncomfortable!

Sima Mingdeng completely tore off his elegant coat and rushed to grab the teacup in front of La Jiao like a hungry beast. Just as he was about to catch it, the cup suddenly flew up out of thin air!

He missed again!

He was suddenly stunned! Who did it this time?

There are only three things to do!

And in the end, the water cup actually flew up automatically, and then gently landed on the other side of the pepper. This was definitely not a coincidence, it was a deliberate targeting! The one who could control the water cup remotely must be one of the two ninth-level masters!

He took two steps back and glanced at Ren Zongheng and Zhao Kuangyin, with murderous intent in his eyes!

Feng Jiuxiao frowned and said, "Mr. Sima, you are a very strange person. I am talking to you. Are you dumb or deaf?"

Sima Mingdeng forced himself to suppress the smell of alcohol and said harshly, "What do you mean by this?"

Feng Jiuxiao's face was gloomy and he said, "What do you mean? I'm toasting you, why don't you drink?"

Sima Mingdeng turned a deaf ear to him and looked around. He instantly saw the teapot. He shook his sleeves, but the pot did not move at all!

He looked at Ren Zongheng with blazing eyes, "Okay! Okay!" and turned around to leave the room!

Unfortunately, as soon as he took a step, his whole body instantly froze there like a statue, motionless!

Feng Jiuxiao asked: "Senior Ren, why do you think he glared at you?"

Ren Zongheng said innocently, "He thought I tampered with the teacup! What happened to him? Is he that thirsty?"

Feng Jiuxiao's eyes flickered: "He's not thirsty! He wants to put out the fire!"

"Put out the fire?"

"Yes! His stomach feels like it's on fire right now, the burning sensation is unbearable!"

"Why is this happening? Isn't he a big shot?"

"Although he can drink a lot, he can't drink too fast! He was too impatient! Wine is meant to be tasted! There are three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes. He swallowed twenty cups in his last gulp! If it were twenty cups of water, it would be fine, but unfortunately it was one of the strongest wines in the world that can be ignited at the touch of a finger. Drinking like this will definitely hurt his stomach! His chest and abdomen were rising and falling rapidly just now, he must have wanted to vomit, but he didn't. He must have been trying to save face by forcibly suppressing the rising alcohol, so his stomach must be burning now!"

Sima Mingdeng felt like his stomach was on fire, but his body felt like it was falling into an ice cellar!

"You... who are you?"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "It doesn't matter who we are! What matters is, who are you?"

Ren Zongheng asked in confusion: "You mean, he has another identity?"

Feng Jiuxiao smiled and said, "Senior Ren, do you know Tiandu Sect?"

Ren Zongheng said: "I know. Isn't the gang leader the Meng Xu? Could it be... you said they are from the Tiandu Sect?"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "Not bad!"

"But I recently heard that the Tiandu Sect is only in name. Meng Xu died in the Demon Sect's headquarters. Some of his masters died or fled. Their old nest was also confiscated by the Song Dynasty soldiers. You said Sima Mingdeng is from the Tiandu Sect?"

"Yes! He is. Ye Changge, the one next door, is also from the Tiandu Sect! Today, the Tiandu Sect exists in name only. The remnants scattered around are no longer restrained and have begun to stir up trouble!"

"Can we put it this way, the tiger is dead, the monkeys want to be king, and there is more than one monkey who wants to be king!"

"That's right! When Meng Xu was alive, they lived in peace with each other. Now that the boss Meng Xu is gone, their ambitions have naturally expanded, and they both want to swallow each other. Mr. Sima Mingdeng has set his sights on Ye Changge."

The other party seemed to know everything. This was too terrifying! Sima Mingdeng finally realized the danger: "Who are you?" As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't hold it in any longer and finally vomited it out!

Once the defense line was breached, the army would immediately collapse! He kept vomiting, vomiting out everything in his stomach. Yuan Zishan and the other four girls had already moved behind Feng Jiuxiao! The pungent smell was too bad!

Feng Jiuxiao said: "Since you vomited, it means you lost the drinking contest today!"

Zeng Yong said with a face full of resentment: "If you hadn't instigated me, would I have been able to compete with him in drinking?"

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "Brother Zeng is awesome! We drink with him not to win, but to make him drink more!"

Zhao Kuangyin laughed and said, "You just kept mumbling to him that he must be drunk, so he can't send the secret signal. It seems that Zeng Xiaoyou succeeded!"

Sima Mingdeng asked, "Who are you? Who was the one who froze me just now?!"

No matter how high the martial arts of the Ninth Realm Peak is, even if one has the power to capture a dragon or control a crane within a few feet, it is impossible to control a person without making a sound! The only people who can do this in the world are either the evil martial arts of the Demon Cult, or the other party has reached the Heavenly Man Realm and has reached the realm of being able to do whatever he wants!

Ren Zongheng said: "Don't guess, it's not me."

Zhao Kuangyin said: "It's not me either!"

Feng Jiuxiao said to the maid, "Go and call those people outside in."

The maid looked embarrassed. "I...I go and call them? How should I tell them?"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "Just say that Mr. Sima asked them to come in for a drink!"

The maid trembled and said, "What if... they don't come?"

Feng Jiuxiao smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of me?"

The maid lowered her head and dared not say a word.

Is this the default?

Feng Jiuxiao said: "Don't be afraid, we are only interested in those who are unjust and unkind! Go and call them. If they don't come, just say, don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit!"

Thank you Yudong for your strong support and encouragement!